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So, I’m pretty excited because my parents and some of my aunts and uncles are putting together a trip to Norway next summer. Guess who definitely signed up for that trip. I’ll be the youngest by about 30 years (my parents being the next youngest), but I’m already dreaming of floral skirts, knit sweaters, wool tights and my blonde hair in braids. This is good incentive to keep up my language studies!

Norwegian is kind of weird because a lot of the words sound like they’re saying other English words, but with a mouth full of food. Plus, it’s such a polite language. Ready for your lesson in Norsk?


God dag–sounds like “good dog” = “Hello” (or “Good Day”)

Ganske bra–sounds like “gangster bra” = “Pretty fine”

Jeg forstå–sounds like “yea, fish toad” = “I Understand”

Ikke så mye–sounds like “ick, I saw Mia!” = “Not so much”

takk–sounds like “tuck” = “Thanks”


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Your Life Is Your Life

Today I sang along to the RENT soundtrack all the way to work. I wore my new Warby Parker dorky glasses I love, even though I usually shy away from them because my coworkers tease me all day. I read One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest at the beach during lunch, which is a little too hot to do if you’re not in a swimsuit still. I tried to learn Norwegian on the ride home. I read a little Ecology of a Cracker Childhood, a book I told my mom I’d read with her. Then watched the last two episodes of my current TV obsession, Master Chef (I know I wasn’t going to watch TV, but I had to make an exception). I’m trying to really own myself, which has been more of a control-and-tolerate-myself the past two days. Luckily today was a little easier.

With that I’ll leave you with a poem I like (you may recognize it from one of the Levi’s commercial):

your life is your life
don’t let it be clubbed into dank submission.
be on the watch.
there are ways out.
there is a light somewhere.
it may not be much light but
it beats the darkness.
be on the watch.
the gods will offer you chances.
know them.
take them.
you can’t beat death but
you can beat death in life, sometimes.
and the more often you learn to do it,
the more light there will be.
your life is your life.
know it while you have it.
you are marvelous
the gods wait to delight
in you.

Charles Bukowski